Submitted by megan on Sun, 03/07/2010 - 22:54
I have been thinking all day about the look on your face when you caught me jerking off. I wasn't supposed to, promised not to. I was going to be quiet. It would be quick.
Your face flamed when you opened the door, your amber eyes glowing in the heat. Lips curled into a smile, the one that makes my body quiver, makes me move my hand faster. You crossed the room in 3 steps, pulled my hand hard away by the wrist. Held that hand in front of my face. A breathless waiting moment. Slapped my cheek with my own sloppy fingers. Lips pursed and brow drawn fierce.